Kiss of the Basilisk | A Literary Experience So Horny I Had to Go Lie Down and Repent!
Welcome, brave readers, to the literary equivalent of yelling into the void while clutching a paperback and crying over fictional trauma!
This is my book blog which means it's part emotional breakdown, part aggressive opinions, and entirely too many snacks consumed while screaming “WHY WOULD YOU WRITE THAT?” at authors who can't hear me. I don’t claim to be professional, but I do claim to be chronically over-invested. So grab your beverage of choice, prepare for spoilers (NOT REALLY), and let’s dive into this book just ruined my life this week.
Kiss of the Basilisk
Genre & Tropes
Dark Fantasy Romance
Lots and lots of smut
Rating
7/10
Things That Made My Brain Go “WHEEEEE!”
ugh!!!!!
😵💫 THINGS THIS BOOK DID TO ME:
🧨 QUOTES THAT SLAPPED ME ACROSS THE FACE:
“Daddy issues,” Gabriel said knowingly. “Sexy.”
What my Braincell Has Spoken!
Reading this book in public should be considered a federal offense. I was blushing so hard I looked like like a Victorian maiden who just saw ankle. Every time I thought, “Surely, this is the peak of the spice mountain,” the author said, “Hold my absinthe,” and threw in something so feral, so illegally hot, I had to close the book and stare at the wall and had to question my morals and my data plan.
“Split or Swallow” is what you’d get if Draco Malfoy went on The Bachelor with a broody, reptilian best friend who’s clearly never been to therapy but has read all the dark romance fanfics on the internet. It’s twisted. It’s horny. It’s emotionally confusing. It slaps. I wasn’t ready. You won’t be ready. Bring hydration, a fan, and maybe a support group.
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